I'm trouble
A lady is sitting patiently with eyes focused on the door, hanging around for the guy she has been waiting for. He is not like other guys. There is something about him that is so exciting. He walks in and they make eye contact. Her first instinct is to jump up and run to him, but she holds herself back. As he gets closer, she stands up. Before he can take those last few steps to the table, she can't wait any longer. She goes to him and puts herself into his arms...